get over it, decolonise now

: get over it : decolonise For hundreds of years her tears remain flowing, For her land and her children. Her soil is stained in generations of trauma, Souls of past, present and emerging. CLIMATE CHANGE History carved into country for millennia, Only to be destroyed in moments, And an ego flying full mast blamed hysteria, Maliciously veiling their reality. White thieves of land and lives, Arrived to colonise song and bloodline. “Get over it”, consistently they mirror their original crime, An ongoing invasion defiling black lives. First Nations have always remained, The boundless plains were never yours to share. It is time to decolonise your reign, Sovereignty was never yours to bear.

poetry by ISAbella d’silva, usyd enviro convenor 2021

art by anna ho